The housekeeper raised his hand and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Yes, I'll go to the front yard to find the general."

He Yingjun was in the front hall to accompany someone to have tea. Although he was an inconspicuous eunuch, the things in the palace were hard to say. In the ups and downs, who knew who would go straight to Qingyun? Making a good relationship is not a bad thing.

The housekeeper arrived at the front yard and secretly whispered a few words to He Yingjun. After hearing this, He Yingjun's face changed, and then he sued the person and came out.

"She really said that? Want to take away his dowry?" He Yingjun asked with a pale face. He didn't expect He Yimian to be so stupid. This daughter himself taught her carefully, but how could she be such a fool?

Although Ying'er has no teaching, her intelligence and freedom seem to be born in nature. Is it true that a dragon gives birth to a dragon, and Yan gives birth to Yan, and the mouse's son can dig holes? How could that little little embryo give birth to some smart person?

The butler didn't dare to answer the conversation, but just bent his waist lower.

He Yingjun stroked his forehead, and it seemed that he had to tell her something clearly. Thinking of it, he took the butler to He Yimian's yard.

Although He Yimian had not yet sat on the Crown Princess, she had already taken out the Crown Princess's fortune. She was leaning on the imperial chaise longue. The maids who were serving her were fanning and squeezing her feet, and then directed several mothers outside the yard to help her pack up their things.

When He Yingjun came in, he saw such a scene. Since something happened to Yu Niangzi and He Yimian was confined, only a few maids were left by her side to serve her, but now there are no less than twenty people helping with the yard inside and outside the yard.

"Damn it, aren't you doing your own things? Why are you all here? Get out quickly." He Yingjun angrily scolded. The servants were happy to flatter the future crown princess, but they didn't expect to be scolded by the general, and they were a little stunned. Then after reacting, they immediately went out in shame.

He Yimian looked arrogant and said, "Dad, what are you doing? Although you are my father, if I marry the prince, it will be a difference between the king and the minister. You are not afraid of scaring the little prince in my stomach when you are in front of me." As he said that, he stopped provocatively.

He Yingjun suddenly felt that he had come to tell her clearly about the situation. It was really unnecessary. He pinched his forehead, "Don't be too polite, the Crown Princess? Do you think you are worthy?"

He Yimian had never heard such heavy words, and was completely confused.

"I will only say it once. The person sent by the prince only brought a sedan chair over. When he came out, he walked through the side door, and when he went back, he was also the same. The prince wanted you to do it, not marry, but also take it. You can think about the rest yourself." After He Yingjun said that, he left without looking back.

After hearing this, He Yimian suddenly sat down on the ground. She was still very clear about the difference between marrying and pursuing. She always looked down on Miss Yu. Isn’t it just because she is a lowly concubine?

To put it bluntly, a concubine is just a slave. She has to set rules in front of her wife and treat herself as a slave to serve her. How can she accept this?

She stood on the ground, completely forgot about the noble lady's demeanor, and He Yingjun had already turned around and left after he finished speaking.

After hearing He Yingyun's words, the housekeeper didn't understand anything. He thought the eldest lady was about to turn over, but she was so scared that she was trembling. Now, she looked at He Yimian, who was sitting on the ground with disdain, and followed He Yingyun out.

The servants who were originally serving diligently also left with a wave of their hands, and she was the only one left in the room.

The little eunuch who was drinking tea in the front hall was waiting for the right side. He Yimian had not yet come out, so he had no patience. He waved his hands at the eunuchs behind him, and there were already people entering one after another to find someone in the back house.

They walked all the way to He Yimian's yard and saw the people sitting on the ground. They didn't care that she had not packed her things yet. The two of them stepped forward and helped the lost He Yimian from the ground, pulled him away.

When he arrived at the front yard, he only said to the eunuch who led the lead. The man nodded and said to General He, "Then our family will go back and report to you first. I dare not disturb the general's purity."

He Yingjun bowed, "I dare not, don't dare, my father-in-law please let me take care of myself. In the future, when my father-in-law has free time, I will invite my father-in-law to have a drink."

The group stuffed He Yimian into the sedan chair and hurriedly left. When they arrived at the prince's uterus, they only opened the small door and carried it in quietly.

"Miss, I heard that someone from the prince's uterus came today and picked up the eldest lady into the palace. But what should you do? Didn't the emperor give the order to marry you and the prince?" Zhenzhu was helping Yan Xun'er embroider a handkerchief, flying like a butterfly under her hands, and chatting with Yan Xun'er on her mouth.

Yan Xun'er was leisurely, lying on the lounge chair eating fruit. When the sun shone, she squinted her eyes comfortably, "The prince took He Yimian into the palace. It's a good thing. As for your lady, I naturally wouldn't marry the prince. I still have a lot of things to do."

The god cat had already come back from the palace. If he didn't come back, Su Zhiqingwu would probably have to peel off his skin. At this time, he was lying prone to Yan Xun'er's recliner, licking the hair on his body, and hummingly said, "Hmph, you silly girl, I think the prince is very good, rich, handsome, and gentle."

Yan Xun'er was too lazy to pay attention to him and did not reply to his words at all. However, as soon as the Shenmao finished speaking, she suddenly sneezes heavily, and the hair on her back stood up, and she obviously felt the crisis in the air.

It turned out that Su Zhiqingwu was coming. He glanced at Yan Xun'er first and found that she didn't take the words of the Shenmao just praised the prince, so he breathed a sigh of relief. Then he grinded his teeth at the Shenmao, "It seems that he has been a good person recently, and he has forgotten who his master is."

The divine cat was so scared that it was so scared that it jumped into Yan Xun'er's arms as soon as it jumped, "Boss, help! If you don't save me, I'm afraid there will be a handsome cat in this world."

Yan Xun'er was speechless at the cat's slut. She knew that she could not afford Su Zhiqingwu, but she dared to instigate her behind the scenes. But since it recognized herself as the master, she could not ignore it, raise her hand to give it a hand, and then smiled at Su Zhiqingwu with a flattering smile, "You are a god, what are you calculating about with a cat, don't pay attention to it's nonsense."

Su Zhiqingwu didn't expect that Yan Xun'er and this cat were so well-connected, and it was really worth it to get the cat to protect her. Therefore, she didn't care about the cat's nonsense.

"What are your plans next? Do you want to be your second lady in this mansion? I think you are a little happy." Su Zhiqingwu asked casually. He actually didn't care what this naughty kitten is doing, but, you can't waste your time like this, you still have to practice as soon as possible.

"Of course not. I can't go where I go. I haven't thought about it yet." Yan Xun'er had already planned to leave here, but she didn't think about where to go, but she didn't want to tell the God Lord so that he would not follow him in a dim way again.

Also, before leaving, I have a lot to solve.

After He Yimian entered the prince's uterus, she was casually sent to a small yard. The yard was small and there were some spider webs hanging on the beams. It seemed that no one had lived there for a long time. However, in addition to the fact that the residence was not very good, the diet was very clean and delicate. The imperial physician would come to take the pulse every ten days. After all, she was pregnant with the prince's first child and the emperor's first grandchild.

But she still lost weight quickly. If this is the case with her life in the future, what is the meaning of life?

A little palace maid named Chunya was sent to serve He Yimian in the prince's uterus. Although Chunya was named Chunya, she did not look like a fresh and tender Chunya at all. You could tell at a glance that she was a girl who had done too much rough work.

At this time, he was trying hard to persuade He Yimian, "Master, you should eat some food at least. If you don't do it for yourself, you have to eat more for the children in your stomach."

"So what if I eat? Are you sleepy in this yard with me after giving birth to a child?" He Yimian's face became worse and worse. In fact, she had no health problems, but she was just despair of life. After she entered the prince's uterus, the prince had never visited her, nor did he say a word to him. I'm afraid she had forgotten this person long ago.

"Master, you can't think so. No matter how you are in a bad mood today, as long as you give birth to a little prince, you will naturally be rich and prosperous." Chunya herself has been doing a rough job in the harem and has no chance to serve her. This opportunity to serve He Yimian was also won by her and the eunuch in charge. If she doesn't win once, where will she get the opportunity to turn over? He Yimian and the child in her belly are her hope for her to turn over.

"So what if I give birth? I'm just a concubine's son who is not favored by my biological mother. Who cares about it?" He Yimian couldn't listen at all. She was originally a person who was strong outside and had sex with the others.

"The royal family never cared about this. The emperor is a concubine's son. As long as he can ascend the throne in the future, who dares to say anything? You gave birth to the eldest grandson of the emperor with peace of mind. Maybe the prince will come to see you again. What's the difficulty of reappeting with your beauty?" Chunya continued to whisper to He Yimian...

He Yimian felt a little moved after hearing Chunya's words. Maybe she had no chance at all. Then she picked up her bowl and started eating. She would eat seriously at every meal from now on. After dinner, she went to the yard to go for a walk. The imperial doctor also actively cooperated when she came, thinking that she would give birth to a fat and fat emperor grandson as soon as possible, so that she could turn over and be favored as soon as possible. After all, the prince has no princess yet.

But the prince has not cared about the things in the harem these days, and he is thinking about how to make the emperor agree to cancel the engagement.
Chapter completed!